Not knowing when the Dawn will come,
I open every Door,
Or has it Feathers, like a Bird,
Or Billows, like a Shore --
Not knowing when the Dawn will come,
written byEmily Dickinson
© Emily Dickinson
Not knowing when the Dawn will come,
I open every Door,
Or has it Feathers, like a Bird,
Or Billows, like a Shore --
© Emily Dickinson